About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less.

If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt.

Have Fun! 🙂

Here are the results for Twittering Tales #7 based on this photograph from last week:

Photo from Pixabay

Jan 2012

Dear Diary, 

I wonder what expression he has right now. 

The soft teardrop on the page answered his wife’s question on her last entry. 
(140 Characters)

-From Willow:
Reading the book brought him up short.

It was as he always thought,
The truth he sort .
The book fell his body taught.
Too late the truth.
( Character count 138)

-From Michael at Morpethroad:

He came to the difficult part. His abuse. His children knew nothing. Should he omit it? Pretend it never happened. Bury it forever? Dilemma.
(140 characters)

-From kiwinana (Elsie) at Ramblings of a Writer:

Have I cut enough firewood today?
I have run out of energy but I must keep the boss happy
Would prefer to read this novel today instead.
(135 Characters)

-From Kathryn at another foodie blogger:

“I have one more cord of wood to split before the cold freeze hits. Do I meet my honey for this dinner in my planner, or…?”
(122 Characters)

–From ladyleemanila:

To be or not to be?
Do I take it or not?
What will happen if I don’t?
Will I be given a second chance?
Or will I let my life be the same?
Dilemma
(140 Characters)

–From Pat at Black Cat Alley:

The shock of the find – her “big little black book” exists – and it was clear, she used it still – a hot date tonight – not with him.
(135 Characters)

-From Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:

He despaired of conveying the strange nature of his life story in a twitter-like format. So much to say and he was such a lousy self-editor.
(140 characters)

-From Itena at books ans hot tea:

He sat under his childhood tree, hoping he’d find inspiration for his novel. He was ready. Painful memories of the past welcomed him home.
(138 characters)

-and my take:

He found the journal in her dresser. As he read the words she wrote about “him” his heart broke. He wondered, “Should I tell them I know?”
(139 Characters)

Wow! What an awesome collection of tales. Thanks to everyone who played last week! If I missed your entry, please let me know so I can add it to the roundup.

See this week’s prompt photo below:

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Twittering Tales #8 – 13 December 2016

Photo from Pixabay

Nothing warmed her heart more than a crackling fire, hot cocoa and a few banned books to burn; freedom of speech and expression be damned. 

(139 Characters )

kat – 13 December 2016